Sellin It - E Jake, Corner Boy P

I don’t be usin', nah

I don’t be juicin', nah

I don’t be choosin', nah

I don’t be losin', nah

I don’t be goofin'

Ain’t-ain't no abusin'

Look, I don’t know what y’all doin', but I know that I’m movin'

I’m sellin' it, yeah (them barcotics, them barcotics, them barcotics)

I’m sellin' it, yeah (them barcotics, them barcotics, them barcotics)

[Verse 1: E Jake

Now as I’m ridin' and groovin', I don’t ever be stupid

You know them crackers is out here, oh yeah them coppers is shootin

I got my bakery boomin', ain’t no state of confusion

'cuz this money talks baby oh yeah we speakin' that fluent

We got some foreign exchange, they like this boy is insane (dat right)

Rockin' them all whites outside its pourin' in rain

I’m tryna tour and get paid, you buyin' whores to get laid- Hey!

That’s actually probably cheaper than to go on them dates

Say what’s wrong though?

Heated in the mornin' Alzono

You the type of bitch a nigga had to make this song for

Pronto, bend it over show ah lil thong ho

Put it in ya mouth and let me feel around them tonsils

Say what’s wrong though?

Heated in the mornin' Alzono

You the type of bitch a nigga to make this song for

Pronto, bend it over show ah lil thong ho

And put it in ya mouth and let me feel around them tonsils

I’m buyin' and sellin somethin', these niggas can’t tell me nothin

I could fuck your bitch but I fuck the world, hold on I’m coming

I serve em good and proper, A1 Barcotics

Audio Narcos, could front you some kilos

I whip that yay, like Ike beat ass

I just swapped out my motor and put a digital dash

You could pull out the scale, weigh my rhymes on the shit

None of that stepped on product, you niggas so water whipped

I put my work on the strip, download it take a sniff

My shit strong enough to smoke, my coat dragging on the floor

Drop that money on the floor, that’s what you call a money float

I put money on your head, have your head on the floor

Kick your shit round like it’s soccer, your main bitch is a hot girl

I whip it good like in Ruth Chris, no Red Lobster

These niggas so goofy, I’m winnin' they losing

I got so many vroom vrooms, they can’t tell which who who’s